Our next stop was a relatively short drive to the Aboriginal owned Kakadu National Park. It was here that we met the ‘Prostrate Posse’, a bunch of bikers that were part of a huge group riding in convoy up through the Northern Territory fund-raising and promoting awareness of prostrate cancer. The guys sort of adopted us and forced us to drink beer with them, swear a lot and sleep in their spare Air Conditioned room. The tent was already pitched but the offer was too good to refuse so we had our best nights sleep since Coober Pedy. God knows we needed it as we were up at the crack of dawn for a sunrise Yellow River Crocodile cruise. It was jam-packed with wildlife especially in the form of crocs and birds. We apologise to any twitchers reading but we can’t remember any of the names. All I know is that my favourite was the tiny bird with the huge feet, look closely on the lily pad.
From one National park to another this time Litchfield. Here we trekked to amazing aboriginal rock art sites and swam in some beautiful swimming holes beneath waterfalls . We drove past several areas of bush that were being burnt in line with aboriginal traditions of regeneration for the land. We also came across a great deal of wildlife; the fury wallabies were most welcome, the spiders, particularly the yellowish one on our tent, were not.
It felt quite monumentous to finally arrive in Darwin - our final destination on this epic drive. As a treat for slumming it in the tent we got a cheapy deal at a posh hotel and lived it up for a few nights. The Australia version of Travelodge was quite different to the one hidden behind the petrol station on the A444. Here we had a swanky room, cable and two different swimming pools to chose between. Our camping gear had served us well, however would not be needed in Indonesia; our next destination and the land of dirt-cheap accommodation. Fear not though the gear went to a good home, as we donated it to charity mate, for the next larrikins that plan to tackle the explorer’s way!
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May 10th, 2009 at 10:36 pm
The Prostrate Posse look a fun crowd, fancy you being ‘forced’ to drink beer & swear??
Beautiful pictures again. Bet you wouldn’t have gone in that water again after you saw all them crocs the next day??
I’ll try & show Little Marg the little big-footed bird & let you know what it is.
That fan looks a good idea, must get one for my Wimbledon tent??
Fish ‘n Chips look as good as those at Coogee.
Did you have to clean the car before returning it??
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